The Richest Man in Metropolis is My Backer by Dream Searcher

“That’s right! Check the kitchen if you

don’t believe me,” Lisbeth replied with a smile.

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“No, I believe you! I just… I just can’t help but think you’re too kind to me. I’m already getting really nervous,” I admitted.

1 couldn’t understand why a family so high in the hierarchy would do so much for a mere tailor. Even if my designs were exceptional, the Kenways could have easily found other fashion designers.

“Don’t be nervous, dear. I simply like you. You’re very pleasant,” she said warmly.

“T–Thank you, ma’am.” I honestly couldn’t believe my luck.

While Lisbeth changed into her usual clothes, I texted Jean

Me: [Is Chef Remy taking a leave today at The Oriole?]

he applies for leave a day earlier, we always grant it. He said he needed a break today.]

it when he said could come to the Kenway residence and eat) food

Oh my God!

and noticed my

Are you trying to come up with another excuse to decline lunch?” she

Remy’s

to me, Madame Kenway. I can’t help but feel nervous. I mean, growing up, very few people were ever nice to me. Not even my family, you know. They didn’t love me. But I’m sure

but kind to me. It feels

a good girl who’s been dealt an unfair hand in life. Just hearing

now. If you don’t mind, I can be your family. You’ll have one more person who loves you.”

welled up in my eyes. “I… I… I don’t know what

universe brought us together,” she said warmly, though

I frowned. What?

ready, ma’am,”

timing!” she chirped. “Come on, time for lunch! Let’s

follow her when a thought struck me. “Um, is Mr. Kenway home? I’ve finished his design and would